#1718
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by ExSp33db1rd » Thu Jun 20, 2019 3:04 am
Welcome to Sarnta Monica, CA.
"Families" arriving at LAX are only required to complete one joint arrival card, but then of course they have to pass through Imm. together, and normally I am persuaded to follow Mrs. ExS, as of course she has the US passport so we are jointly shepherded throug the US citizen arrival channel.
But not this time ! An Imm. Jobsworth, obviously female and apparently Asian, blocked my intention and vigorously insisted that I was totally forbidden to follow US passport holders and that Mrs ExS must therefore join me at the end of a queue that had included at least 5 A-380's that I had noticed taxiing in, and actually remarked that I hoped that we weren't behind that lot. The arrivals hall resembled Wembley Stadium on Cup Final Day.
No amount of explaing the experience of the past 30 years of travelling together persuaded our mentor, but whilst eventually inching around the snake of queues, were able to attract the attention of another Imm. employee who agreed that her colleague was wrong and removed ropes and barriers and let us escape to the much smaller queue of arriving Americans, so eventually the whole process was completed not more than an hour after landing. Ain't air travel fun ?
Two days later I was assaulted by a homeless crazy, or drunk, as I was minding my own business crossing the road. No major injury, just a bit if facial bleeding, and the eventual Police presence welcomed me to Santa Monica. Fings ain't what they used to be.